My Name Is Luka

My name is LukaI live on the second floorI live upstairs from youYes I think you've seen me beforeIf you hear something late at nightSome kind of trouble. some kind of fightJust don't ask me what it wasJust don't ask me what it wasJust don't ask me what it wasI think it's because I'm clumsyI try not to talk too loudMaybe it's because I'm crazyI try not to act too proudThey only hit until you cryAnd after that you don't ask whyYou just don't argue anymoreYou just don't argue anymoreYou just don't argue anymoreYes I think I'm okayI walked into the door againWell, if you ask that's what I'll sayAnd it's not your business anywayI guess I'd like to be aloneWith nothing broken, nothing thrownJust don't ask me how I amJust don't ask me how I amJust don't ask me how I amMy name is LukaI live on the second floorI live upstairs from youYes I think you've seen me beforeIf you hear something late at nightSome kind of trouble. some kind of fightJust don't ask me what it wasJust don't ask me what it wasJust don't ask me what it wasThey only hit until you cryAnd after that you don't ask whyYou just don't argue anymoreYou just don't argue anymoreYou just don't argue anymore